Although Han Jiulin relied on his own hegemonic body to withstand Yun Hao's pressure, he also knew that he could not sustain it for long.
Just when Han Jiulin was about to take out the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl" to resist Yun Hao's pressure, an invisible force suddenly made Yun Hao's pressure disappear in an instant.
Only then did everyone notice that a white-haired woman had appeared on the crystal platform in the center of the palace.
Although all of this woman's hair is pale, the skin on her face and body is extremely delicate, with not even a trace of wrinkles visible.
Her appearance is even more unusually beautiful, even compared to Ling Xingchen.
The white-haired woman glanced at Han Jiulin and Yun Hao one after another, and then said coldly:
"No one can disturb the order in the auction house. If you two have any grudges, please go to fight outside this palace. But if you want to act recklessly here, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Ling Binglan?"
After Yunhao exclaimed, he seemed to be quite wary of the white-haired woman. After glaring at Han Jiulin and Baili Yuntian, he sat back down in his seat.
"Xingchen, continue to host this auction."
As soon as the words fell, Ling Binglan disappeared on the crystal stage.
Ling Xingchen glanced at Yun Chengzhou, who was still in a state of despair, and sighed with sadness, then he calmed down and continued to host the auction party.
The next few lots that the Ling clan took out were all quite rare, and almost every one of them had a transaction price of more than one million spirit stones, but none of them could continue to attract Han Jiulin's attention.
After Han Jiulin and Baili Yuntian returned to their seats, Han Jiulin apologized to Baili Yuntian:
"Brother Baili, I'm really sorry. Just in order to deceive Yun Chengzhou, I actually blew you away. Please forgive me, brother Baili."
Baili Yun waved his hand and said: "Hey, what are we brothers talking about? Brother Han, aren't you just trying to vent my anger on me?
How can I argue with you?"
Before Baili Yuntian finished speaking, his expression became quite solemn again, and then he spoke:
"It's just that Brother Han, not only have you greatly offended the Yun Clan because of me, but also the fact that you possess a ninth-grade magic weapon has been exposed. I'm afraid that after this auction is over, you and I will face a rather serious situation..."
Han Jiulin had actually thought about this problem before taking out the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl". If he didn't take out the ninth-grade magic weapon such as the "Black Abyss Demonic Pearl", how could he lead the Yun clan into danger?
As for what will happen next, Han Jiulin is naturally prepared. At his current speed, no one can keep him unless he is a strong man in the holy realm who wants to leave.
Even if one of the top ten masters of the Yun Clan like Yun Hao takes action against him, he may not be able to do anything to him.
Moreover, the Xiao Clan has agreed to trade an earth-level spirit stone with themselves at the price of one million spirit stones. At that time, they will be able to mobilize the combat power of the spirit stone war partners to the realm of sainthood. This way, they will be even more powerful.
Relied on.
After the auction continued for a long time, Han Jiulin finally took a fancy to another item, which was ten sets of Chixuan armors. The starting price was also one million spirit stones.
The effect of this set of Chixuan armor is to enable people to explode with combat power comparable to that of a seventh-level King-level warrior. Ten sets of Chixuan armor are equivalent to ten more seventh-level King-level warriors out of thin air.
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Although these ten seventh-level king-level experts are nothing to these ancient families in the northern Xinjiang land, if they were within the territory of the Canglan Empire, they would undoubtedly be an extremely powerful fighting force.
A thought quickly flashed through Han Jiulin's mind, and then he shouted the price: "One and a half million spiritual stones!"
When Han Jiulin directly raised the bidding price by half a million spirit stones, the entire palace fell into a rather strange atmosphere.
People who were about to bid suddenly became hesitant after hearing that it was Han Jiulin calling the price.
Just because the previous incident of the Yun Clan being tricked by Han Jiulin is still fresh in my mind.
Everyone already knew that Han Jiulin was not a reckless person, but rather a scheming and cunning person. Naturally, they did not dare to bid easily, for fear of ending up like the Yun clan and being ridiculed by everyone.
What Han Jiulin wanted was this effect. After accurately predicting everyone's reaction, Han Jiulin naturally succeeded in buying the ten sets of Chixuan armor for a price of 1.5 million spirit stones.
After rounds of auctions, the Ling clan finally took out the final lot of the night.
This lot was stored within the confines of the nine-layer micro formation. It was personally escorted by two masters of the Ling clan and finally placed on the crystal table.
Many big shots who had never raised their bids before had their eyes gradually glowing with light at this moment. It was obvious that the remains of the Mingsheng Mountain were the only goal of their trip.
Han Jiulin looked at the residual image on the crystal table that was protected within the nine-layer micro formation. He saw that most of the lines inside were completely covered, and only a very small part of the corners could be seen exposed.
After Han Jiulin carefully observed the corners of this residual picture, he couldn't help but was suddenly shocked, and then thought:
"This... how come the material of this fragment of the Mingsheng Mountain is exactly the same as the fragment of the fragment that Monk Xian Tao sold to me?"
After recalling it carefully, Han Jiulin found that the material of the fragmented picture that Monk Xian Tao had originally sold to him was not only completely consistent with the fragmented picture of the Mingsheng Mountain in front of him, but even the gaps could be put together, and he was even more surprised.
At this time, Han Jiulin only felt guilty for Monk Xian Tao. He did not expect that he did not deceive him. He did not even care that he thought he was a liar. In the end, he sold the residual diagram to the monk at a very low price of one hundred spiritual stones.
Own.
However, after Han Jiulin thought about it carefully, he felt that Monk Xian Tao was definitely not as simple as he seemed on the surface. What was his deep meaning in handing over the fragmentary map of Mingsheng Mountain to him at such a low price?
Ling Xingchen said: "I believe that everyone here should be very clear about the legend about the Mingsheng Mountain. For tens of thousands of years, anyone who can enter the Mingsheng Mountain and escape safely can find all kinds of rare treasures.
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"Not only have people brought out ninth-grade magic weapons and rare magical medicines from it before, but even treasures such as the Pilgrim Sutra have also been taken out."
"However, the most precious and priceless treasure in the Mingsheng Mountain is naturally the Baisheng Absolute Sword, the sword worn by Emperor Baisheng.
Once this sword is drawn, all soldiers in the world will bow their heads!"
"However, even so, entering the Mingsheng Mountain is destined to be extremely dangerous. Every time the Mingsheng Mountain is born, it means that countless people will be buried in the Mingsheng Mountain."
"Anyone who can escape from Mingsheng Mountain safely and unscathed is the one who holds the map of Mingsheng Mountain in his hand!"
"It's a pity that the map of the Mingsheng Mountain has been divided into nine parts in a great war many years ago, and we, the Ling Clan, are now fortunate enough to have obtained one-ninth of the map, and we are willing to take it out for auction.